Chapter 247 Reward
Yu Sheng just stared at Baili Qing and the hunter as they greeted each other. Then the scene became quiet for a while. After another two or three seconds, he couldn't help but said, "Wait a minute, I have a question!"
Baili Qing turned and looked at him.
"The hunters call you the chief?" Yu Sheng looked at the female chief who looked only a few years older than himself. "Their team disappeared in the 'fairy tale' seventy years ago, and you are their chief?"
Baili Qing blinked her eyes. It was not known whether it was an illusion or not, but Yu Sheng even felt that there was a hint of a smile on her lips. Her icy face had a faint look of triumph. She spoke, calmly but with a hint of joking: "Yes, I have been in this position for a hundred years."
"...How old are you?!" Yu Sheng blurted out.
Baili Qing didn't say anything either, just looked at him with a suspicious smile, obviously not intending to answer this question.
Yu Sheng finally came to his senses and realized that the Baili sisters were not normal at all - the woman in front of him, who was one of the five directors of the border area and controlled the entire secret service, might no longer be considered a pure "human".
Was it because of special abilities? Influenced by some power? Bloodline? Or some kind of "transformation" that occurred during the process of dealing with aliens and entities? There seemed to be many possibilities. Anyway, Yu Sheng instantly filled in five or six versions of the plot, adding up to at least more than 40 episodes and two extra episodes - but it was obvious that asking directly would not yield any results.
So he didn't ask any further questions, but just spread his hands. At the same time, he instantly understood a detail that he had previously doubted.
When he was in the Secret Service Bureau, Baili Qing always called the captain of the Second Brigade, Song Cheng, "Xiao Song". It was not simply a way for a superior to address a subordinate, but more like an elder addressing a younger person, or even a younger person that he had personally educated. However, judging from his appearance, Song Cheng, who was in his forties, looked almost a generation older than Baili Qing...
"I really didn't expect this," Yu Sheng sighed, "No wonder I felt something was wrong when you introduced the orphanage's situation and the 'Adulthood' plan to me. You always acted as if you had experienced it firsthand."
"You didn't ask," Baili Qing said calmly, with a hint of emotion in her tone, "Yes, that was many years ago..."
She turned her head and looked at the hunter standing in the night.
After a long while, she lowered her head, as if she was groping for something on her body, then took a step forward and stood face to face with the hunter.
"When I said goodbye to you, I said that I would present you with awards at the celebration party after the children were safely rescued," she said slowly. "It's been many years late, but today is indeed a day to celebrate. Do you mind if I only give you one medal?"
The hunter said nothing, but suddenly stood up straight. Although he was wearing only a tattered hunting suit floating in the air, he stood tall like a proud soldier.
There was no stage, no flowers and applause, and no superiors and comrades came to watch. This was perhaps the simplest award ceremony in the history of the Secret Service. In Yu Sheng's opinion, it was even a bit too simple - no matter whether they were the heroic deep-sea diving team seventy years ago, or the "hunters" who constantly fought against the wolves in the Black Forest and protected Little Red Riding Hood, today's recipients deserved a more formal and solemn ceremony.
However, this simple award seemed to be the common and tacit choice of the two figures standing in the open space at this moment.
A smile appeared on Baili Qing's face, and she carefully pinned a medal with a dagger and wreath pattern on it on the hunter's chest.
The fireworks rose up, accompanied by a sharp and cheerful whistle, and made a popping sound in the sky, like a hunter firing a gun -
A huge and brilliant ring of flames exploded in the night, spreading a crown of fire across the entire sky.
The light reflected on Baili Qing's face, sprinkled on the hunter, and even illuminated the entire open space for a moment.
The squirrel was startled by the loud noise coming from the sky. She shrank her neck hard, but then raised her head and looked at the gorgeous fire in the sky excitedly, shouting happily: "Wow! So spectacular - this is more spectacular than the previous fireworks!"
Yu Sheng also looked up at the sky, muttering, "That must be spectacular, a cruise missile."
As he was talking, several more fireworks went up into the sky, and in the middle there was even a fox tail that was sneakily fired up. After the loud bang, even the clouds were shaken and fluctuated - fortunately, the clouds were controlled by Yu Sheng, otherwise, the two fox-radish missiles fired into the sky by some excited nine-tailed fox might have blown up the daylight...
Irene's voice rang in Yu Sheng's mind: "Hey, Yu Sheng, where have you been? The silly fox is having fun! She's shooting her tail into the sky one after another, and there's a bunch of human cubs around her cheering for her!"
"It's alright, let her play. I'll be back soon," Yu Sheng responded cheerfully. "Anyway, the Secret Service Bureau has provided meals tonight, so she can eat as much as she wants."
"You are so generous! She went to eat barbecue, but the food made by two people was not enough for her to eat alone. She even chewed two skewers off!" Irene's voice was shrill. "She even stole charcoal to eat! She poured chili oil on the red-hot charcoal and wrapped it with pork belly to eat--"
Yu Sheng: “…”
Why is Hu Li having so much fun?
He said something perfunctory to Irene, then turned to look at the hunter: "Would you like to go to the square with us? Little Red Riding Hood and the others are waiting to see you."
The hunter was a little hesitant: "Our current appearance might scare those children who have not yet come into contact with the Black Forest."
Yu Sheng laughed: "You are just imagining nonsense now - don't you think that they are just ordinary children? They have seen everything. A six-year-old dared to hang himself on a cruise missile and fly into the sky... Come on, let's go together."
The hunter hesitated again, but in the end, he took a step towards Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng turned his head and continued to look at Baili Qing.
"...Okay," Baili Qing raised her hands helplessly, "Let me make it clear first, the dull atmosphere is not my fault."
They returned to the square, and when the bonfire was burning most hotly, Little Red Riding Hood saw the familiar figures of the hunter and the squirrel.
This might even be her happiest moment of the evening.
A large group of children - big, small, and middle-aged - quickly gathered over to greet the hunter, asking all sorts of strange questions, or simply trying to hug the empty clothes floating in the air. Many of the children were probably just curious about whether there was something "supporting" the clothes, but no matter what, there was no resistance or fear surrounding the hunter at this moment.
The tall figure supported by twelve noble souls even seemed a little at a loss at this moment.
The squirrel jumped excitedly on each child's head and shoulders.
Apparently, she'll quickly become friends with everyone here.
Yu Sheng looked at the scene with satisfaction, then looked back and saw that there was a quiet place next to such a lively bonfire.
The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!
The area within ten meters of Baili Qing was so quiet. There were only a few people from the Secret Service Bureau staying around her, and their faces were tense as if they were preparing to report on their work...
"I'll tell you," Baili Qing said expressionlessly when she saw Yu Sheng coming over, "You just don't believe it."
Yu Sheng looked around and spread his hands, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, I am really enlightened, but how did you do this?"
"Maybe my usual working style really has some influence," Baili Qing sighed, "but the bigger problem is not this."
Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"
"Can you imagine that there is an old leader who has been in charge of the unit for a hundred years. She knows the situation of every department and every person in the entire unit. She knows everything you have done and every mistake you have made since you stepped into the unit. All your strengths, weaknesses and weaknesses, as well as all your strengths and weaknesses, are watched and recorded by a pair of eyes at all times, and she will work until retirement. The next newcomer will experience this entire process 100%, until everyone will regard this experience as one of the countless weirdnesses in the Secret Service building, as a rule and weird talk that must be reviewed every night before going to bed, and then pass these experiences down from generation to generation like inheritance..."
Baili Qing said this, raising her hand and pointing at herself.
“…That’s how it will be.”
I am speechless.
Baili Qing didn't seem to care at all. She reached out and pulled a chair from the empty space next to her (the chair looked like it was moved from the banquet hall of a castle). After sitting down, she waved to the nervous Secret Service officers around her and said, "Okay, go do what you need to do. You don't need to report to me here."
Those people left as if they had been pardoned.
Seeing this, Yu Sheng sighed: "You seem to have a broad mind."
"I don't mind, because this can actually improve the efficiency of the Secret Service to a certain extent, so I don't plan to change," Baili Qing said casually, "The Secret Service is a very special place, and I need it to be efficient and accurate at all times - if they are not afraid of me, then many people will have to face something even more terrifying."
Yu Sheng didn't say anything else. He just pulled a chair and sat down next to Baili Qing. The two of them looked at the blazing bonfire together.
The three Iresnes were setting off small fireworks in the open space next to the campfire. They had begged for the fireworks from some unknown child.
Hu Li grabbed a huge skewer of meat from the barbecue grill and was chewing on it with his mouth full of oil.
The squirrel is telling Rapunzel the story of her heroic battle with the Shadow of Ankaela in the Black Forest. One dares to speak, and the other dares to listen.
The mermaid is still playing the background music. Her mouth can make almost any kind of noise. Now it's an impassioned orchestra - I don't know what she is so excited about, but she is excited.
Good.
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com